Stepping into the Canvas with proper tools. Whatever the day may bring, ready for the day. While remaining in the flow of things, gather necessary tools. Just as a painter needs a brush; writer a pen; musician an instrument, we are to have necessary tools for the day. If we are to have peace and Love in our day, we need Peace in our soul and Love in our Heart. Whatever the tools needed, we cannot steer wrongly with Love in our Hearts…
The Warrior, elevating to a new level of consciousness arrives at a place of ‘Now What?” From the time he received the first call to this élite status of warrior he is learning the lesson, elevating to new levels and wondering what next. He adapts to his new surroundings and quickly accepts the next challenge.
When he first took the call, as in the story of Samuel, the Warrior began dumping excess baggage from the past allowing more freedom to emerge within the self. It is in our ability to let go of past beliefs, past experiences we allow true nature to emerge. It is in this true nature we all find our true identity. In the case of the Warrior, he did not understand who or what he was to become until he first accepted the new reality as ancient Warrior for Peace. Now standing for peace, he chooses only to engage when needed.
Even still, the Warrior learns the lessons arriving at the place of ‘now what?’ But the time spent within these lessons gets much shorter, for he learns quickly and moves on to the next. Being able to flow like the river and change with every turn carved into the land, we learn to adapt quicker and quicker with each new lesson. Many battles lay ahead for the Warrior but he accepts whatever comes his way.
Stepping into the Canvas we accept many lessons that lay before us. The Canvas displays new scenery every time we step up to it, but how we see it is up to us. See the beauty or see the despair, whichever way you see it shall be so. Be open to the new beginnings and further embrace the many… ‘Now What?’
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
The Pilgrim goes to sleep pondering all he has learnt thus far. With the perceived ‘bad’ quickly turning into ‘good’ and the obvious miracles that have taken place up to this point, the Pilgrim still cannot grasp how he had slept for his entire life. He is awakening for the first time…
In the night he is awaken by his dreams. A dream that if he were to have a son his name would be Samuel. Already having two children and unable to naturally have more, it truly would be a miracle and agreeably fitting to call him Samuel. The pilgrim arises to the dawn of a new day with a renewed outlook on the days before him.
Reflecting on his dream the pilgrim charges through his day with much vigor, when part-way through the day his dream comes to halt…he is not to have a child. He hears a story of a boy named Samuel and how a voice in the wind called out to him. Samuel did not know who was calling him and went to his father to see if it was him. His father, after the third time Samuel came to him, told him to return to his room. “When the voice returns answer, yes father what is it that you want?” Samuel’s father knew that the voice was that of spirit and a calling into a brotherhood of ancient warriors.
The pilgrim, after hearing this story, knew that he was not having a child but instead it was he who was being called. The pilgrim wondered, at first, why me? Quickly shifting to, why not me?The pilgrim had just received the call to a Brotherhood of Ancient Warriors.
The emotions that came next were emotions pent up his entire life. During this emotional letting, he was greeted by a brother who was familiar to him, but not a hundred percent positive where.
The brother speaks, “hello Pilgrim, it has been a long time since we saw each other.” Who are you and why do I feel I know you? “We are both members of an elite brotherhood that has gone back centuries…we are peace keepers. The last time we met we fought many battles together.” What do you mean we fought many battles together? Am I to fight again? I do not want to fight!”
The brother smiles, “I am pleased to hear you say that, for the battles we are to fight are not with Braun or strength, but with Faith, Hope and Love. We are called to restore balance within this place of despair.”
In this lifetime we are not here to fight with one another, but come together in peace and love. Further, we are to realize oneness and lay down are weapons. Putting down our weapons we detach from hate and fear, re-attaching to the only truth… Love.
Stepping into the Canvas accept all there is, receiving the gift you have been given. When called to action rise to the challenge, painting a new scenery wherever we walk. Spreading Love and Peace with a mighty sword of truth.
Continuing the reflections of our warrior, we arrive at the tipping point. After receiving a call from The Great Spirit, our pilgrim accepts the path laid before him. It is a path that, he will soon find, leads to that of a warrior.
Not knowing where it leads…he hopes to find what he most desires. His false reality being all he knows, he will soon learn many paths to choose. With only one as The Way of truth, this path will be the only path leading to a brighter place of truth.
This path is wider then most but the entrance very narrow. A great warrior once declared, “narrow is the gate.” This gate is one of acceptance for all life forms. While many will see this as too broad of a way, the Warrior knows this is ‘The Way.’
On this path our pilgrim slowly begins molting, shedding flesh which has attached to worldly beliefs, until all that remains is Spirit…the Spirit of a Warrior. Arriving in the Spirit of Warrior he only goes where needed, speaks when necessary, eats only which serves him well and releases attachment to object referral. Object referral meaning attachment to what others believe to be true. The Warrior comes to a place of self referral and only believes in what has been given to him by Spirit. As a great Warrior also declared, “be in this world but not of this world.”
Never forgetting where he started, the Warrior extends a welcome to all pilgrims whom seek the final truth…”We Are One.”
Stepping into the canvas he embraces the Pilgrim within and equally the Warrior that existed all the while. In every one of us lay a pilgrim whom aimlessly wanders in search of truth; and a Warrior who is waiting to command what we seek…that which is peace. Embracing both the Pilgrim and Warrior within we master the wholeness of our being , allowing co-creator to emerge while showing other Pilgrims The Way.
Step into the Canvas…reclaim what is already yours.
The Warrior living in a new reality, was not always in the extraordinary. He once lived the ordinary and called Pilgrim. His life was as everyone else and he ate what everyone told him to eat. His church was a product of what everybody believed to be the ‘one true’ church and his government was the natural enemy. As a Pilgrim he essentially lived in a sorrow filled reality, believing in what everyone around him instructed. This was unsettling to him and he needed to find a new reality.
Where does the Pilgrim turn to, when the mainstream tells you how to live, who to associate with and what words to speak.? How does the Pilgrim cut the strings to his reality as a marionette? It is with the first step which proves to be the most difficult. An old Chinese proverb states:
The Journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Knowing this, the Pilgrim must take a chance on what is burning within. There is a natural burning of desire within each and every one of us, but we fail to embrace our highest desires of being free to do what we want and live the life that we were meant. Without that first step, the Pilgrim would have remained in the Reality of a Pilgrim and never come to know that reality of a Warrior. It is time to take that first step…
…Step Into the Canvas.
Looking back on the way it once was, the Warrior wonders how long he had been asleep. The only reality he knew was wandering aimlessly through the wilderness with no direction in sight. Stepping without knowing where his feet were, hurting those around him and taking whatever he can get without hesitation. Recalling how he thought he was ‘on fire’ and at the top of his game, the warrior recalls all of the psychosomatic pain responses created by his false life. His life, in many terms was normal. According to 99% of the population he was truly normal. What is normal? Normal is whatever reality an individual lives. While one person may live recluse and another more extroverted, they only know what their reality says they know.
Once accepting his path of Warrior, the false self-made reality began disappearing. The pain caused by mental responses to never having enough, holding on to the past and creating even more physical pain manifested via psychosomatic response, gradually would fall off-course. Whence accepting the path of Warrior, all pain was removed and the eternal strength began to take form. His mighty sword called upon less and offerings of his hand became norm. His peaceful ‘True-Nature’ began to shine, allowing Love and kindness to prevail over all things. His regrets fell to the wayside, trespassers – forgiven, his shortcomings – his greatest ally!
Seeing clearer than ever before, the Warrior wonders what he might do next. Witnessing his gifts before him, he manifests instantaneously with a mere thought of what is to come. As Abraham learned, “As a man thinketh, so is he,” so to the Warrior learned first hand. His thoughts became things with a mere blink of an eye. With this knowledge he might easily take over the world, but instead he chooses to return it back to harmony…
Stepping into the Canvas the Warrior accepts the steps behind and forth; forgives those whom he hurt and whom have hurt him; gives thanks for the many lessons before and after this day of awakening.